[Intro]
Turn me up in the headphones
Ay ay ay
n*ggas go get mad
[Verse 1]
Look
I still run the streets with ma n*ggas
n*ggas just tweet be pretenders
Get up and beef he surrenders
Boy you ain’t street or no killer
You got locked up in November out for December
Boy you a squealer
n*ggas gone popping
But when they gone popping I'm giving out shots like tequila
You never out on the field
Or out with the team for the block like a santa
You have been called the defender
Turn you to someone your homies remember
Make his life short like ma temper
Have him for [?] in tampa
My old b*tch love me good figure
But my new b*tch mighty thicker
He taking shots like a picture
Check out his stains like it’s photoshop
Take him out the picture get him photo cropped
Got more drums than a go-go spot
Never like the feds so it’s f*ck a cop
RIP Sandra Bland I'll bust a cop
These b*tches tricky can’t trust a thot
Swear they only good for a f*cking top
Getting real close to the f*cking top
I'll run down like f*ck his block
Disrespect his b*tch like f*ck his thot
Or talk sweet to her like f*ck his thot
Snatch his chain, ring and f*cking watch
And his man scared down [?] watch
Don’t look away n*gga f*cking watch
One false move I'ma bust his top
And this rap sh*t
Lot a n*ggas heavy in the street
Lot a n*ggas wanna end me
If they want me tell em come and get me
Better bring enough for who running with me
I got youngins with me not the oldest one
It’s my n*gga Joc he the oldest one
When I'm in the hood I'm like Tiger Woods
See a pus*y n*gga put a hole in one
f*ck a lot of b*tches I don’t go with nut
Know a lot of n*ggas I don’t trust
Planning on some real sh*t, I don’t trust any
They might shoot for me or come kill me
That’s fifty/fifty ods too risky
Wanna feature send me like two fifty
I'm a hunnid n*gga like two fifty
I'm a lose screw don’t screw with me
Hold up, lemme get a breath real quick
Shout out squad man
Squad squad (squad squad)
Solo rapping n*gga
By the way
[Verse 2]
Look , lot a local rappers think I'm cool with em
Cause I went to the same school with em
I ain’t never trap it with the tool with em
Or ran down on a move with em
You pulling moves I don’t think so
It ain’t no way you street running
How you move pulling when you haul ass
Every time you see beef coming
So, oh murder if I see something
I tell n*ggas I ain’t see nothing
You the talk on twitter I ain’t tweeting nothing
They go find your body in the creek sucking
And I won’t speak nothing I don’t know nothing
Not a icy n*gga I'm a cold younging
Say he hard as stone then he cold stunting
Catch him in the streets let him hold something
Graah!
[Outro]
Solo rapper man
Double SL sh*t man
Squad squad